"I really doubt if there's any of that rare, high-end stuff in the heads of certain people," Jing Youlan sighed as she strolled leisurely over to Ye Xiwen, standing in place and tilting her head to look at her. "Ye Zi, to be frank, I really don't understand the grievances between your illustrious families."
That simple sentence managed to strip Jing Youlan of her previous assumption that she was dealing with a scion of a grand household.
"You sure she's your sister?" Jing Youlan expressed serious doubts, "No wonder you'd rather stay in the military than come back here." This place was indeed quite distasteful.
